There is such a terrifying place in Indonesia. It is a mountain with six caves. It looks very ordinary, but whether it is a person or an animal, anyone who passes by this cave will be sucked in by a strong wind.
, never come out again.
This place is the "Death Valley Cave" on Java Island, which is listed as one of the top ten forbidden places by Muggles.
When Weston first arrived here, he felt a huge fluctuation of magic power. Different from what he felt in the temple, the fluctuation of magic power here actually gave him a vague sense of threat that sometimes came and went.
"Be careful, little master!" Count Dracula stood directly in front of Weston and said, "This place gives me a very uneasy feeling!"
"Your feeling is correct!" Weston said solemnly, "Solomon must have left some back-up here. Not only do you feel dangerous, I also feel a sense of threat!"
"How about we leave here first, little master!" Count Dracula suggested, "It won't be too late to come back when we are stronger!"
"No, Mr. Dracula, I don't think we should do this!" Weston shook his head, "Also, although there will be some dangers here, I don't think it will harm my life."
"However, what you said makes some sense." Weston smiled slightly, "So, you can leave first, I can go there by myself!"
After saying that, without waiting for Count Dracula to refute, Weston turned around, spread his wings, and flew quickly towards the Valley of Death, leaving Count Dracula secretly worried in place.
The closer he got to the Valley of Death, the more Weston felt the oppressive threat. After thinking about it, he did not fall in a hurry, but circled around the entire mountain, silently feeling the magic fluctuations in it.
Analyzing it quickly in my mind.
After flying back and forth for about three or four times, Weston gradually stopped, with a look of confidence in his eyes.
A magic circle composed of six elements! Weston thought to himself, it seems that the balance in the elements is not enough, causing the elements to leak out, thus causing turbulence in the space. When the space is unstable, it naturally feels dangerous.
Got it!
Once the cause is found, it will naturally be easier to solve.
After thinking for a while, Weston tried firing a magic into one of the caves. As expected, the magic was shattered and had no effect at all.
Sure enough, this should be a magic circle based on alchemy. Weston made a judgment, and then a few more magics were thrown up, and even a life-killing curse was used. The result was that the cave was slightly shaken at most.
After a while, it quickly returned to its original state.
It seems that it is better to use alchemy to deal with this kind of alchemical magic circle. With Weston thinking this, he put away his wand and waved his hands quickly, forming a complex alchemical circle like this
Appeared in the sky above his palm.
Weston casually swung the alchemy array towards the cave.
The movement was much louder this time, as if it was an earthquake. The whole mountain shook violently, and various strange phenomena began to occur in the six caves. Some flames were shooting out, and some were spraying out.
Catch the water...
"Crack -" a sound like breaking glass came over, and several black slits clearly appeared in the sky above the mountain, and terrifying suction force came directly from the slits.
No, it was a space crack! Weston flew towards the place he came from, and the huge suction force from behind pulled him towards the crack.
Damn, you were so careless! Weston cursed secretly, and the frequency of flapping his wings increased a little more. After struggling vigorously, he finally gradually left the range of the suction.
"boom--"
The mountain collapsed!
The dark crack was like a gluttonous mouth, sucking in everything around it. The collapsed rocks did not fall to the ground at all, but were directly swallowed by the crack.
The power of nature is really awe-inspiring! Weston looked at this scene in amazement, and felt a little more afraid of Solomon. A wizard who can arrange such a place to use the power of nature is not a simple character!
The cracks gradually disappeared and the suction gradually weakened. The original mountain peak had completely disappeared and turned into a huge canyon. The surrounding trees that were originally full of life now only had scattered kittens left.
Two or three.
"Little Master, are you okay?" Count Dracula flew over anyway, "The space crack just now..."
"I'm fine, don't worry. These are all caused by the alchemy array left by Solomon." Weston said calmly, "I kind of underestimated him!"
"However, we are not going to find the magic circle that needs to be activated!"
Weston raised his hand and pointed towards the valley that appeared.
"This is..." Count Dracula looked down and was so shocked that he was speechless.
The valley that suddenly appeared contained a huge magic circle, which was quietly placed there.
"What a generous act!" Weston exclaimed, "I am even more looking forward to seeing Solomon's ruins now. For such a generous wizard, the things he left behind will not be simple!"
"I think you are right!" Count Dracula nodded in agreement, "To be honest, I have some respect for Solomon now!"
"This is as it should be, Mr. Dracula." Weston smiled slightly, "No matter how much respect you have for such a strong man, it is never too much."
Compared to Solomon, Grindelwald is just playing house!
With a burst of magic power, Weston activated the magic circle and left with Count Dracula.
This time, neither of them rushed to the third place, but chose to find a place to repair. After all, the setbacks this time were a bit big, and their condition was still affected to some extent.
"Little Master, there is something I think I still need to report to you." Count Dracula suddenly said to Weston.
"What?" Weston looked at him doubtfully, "If you have anything to say, just say it."
"That's it," Count Dracula said respectfully, "I have sent Vivian to hell. If nothing else happens, His Highness Belial will soon know your identity. The young master still wants to
You should prepare early!”
Weston was startled when he heard this and asked: "What do you mean..."
"You should be the first second-generation fallen angel in hell, and the whole hell will cheer because of your appearance. I'm afraid, His Highness Belial will come to look for you in person! My little master, it's better to be mentally prepared!" Dracula
The earl calmly said earth-shattering words.
Belial? My cheap dad? Weston looked at Count Dracula blankly, his mind was in confusion, and he didn't even know what to say for a moment.
After a long time, Weston regained his composure and nodded lightly: "I understand!"
Are we about to meet? For a moment, Weston didn't know whether he was looking forward to it or panicking...